Classic Poem

To CVPID.

Wishing a speedy passage to CASTARA.

Thankes Cupid , but the Coach of Venus moves
For me too slow, drawne but by lazie Doves.
I, lest my journey a delay should finde,
Will leape into the chariot of the wind.
Swift as the flight of lightning through the ayre,
Hee'le hurry me till I approach the faire,
But unkinde Seymors . Thus he will proclaime,
What tribute winds owe to Castara's name.
Viewing this prodigie, astonisht they,
Who first accesse deny'd me, will obey,
With feare what love commands: Yet censure me
As guilty of the blackest sorcery.
 But after to my wishes milder prove:
 When they know this the miracle of love.

To CVPID.

Wishing a speedy passage to CASTARA.

Thankes Cupid , but the Coach of Venus moves
For me too slow, drawne but by lazie Doves.
I, lest my journey a delay should finde,
Will leape into the chariot of the wind.
Swift as the flight of lightning through the ayre,
Hee'le hurry me till I approach the faire,
But unkinde Seymors . Thus he will proclaime,
What tribute winds owe to Castara's name.
Viewing this prodigie, astonisht they,
Who first accesse deny'd me, will obey,
With feare what love commands: Yet censure me
As guilty of the blackest sorcery.
 But after to my wishes milder prove:
 When they know this the miracle of love.